Nongmen medical incense: pastoral prosperity

Chapter 455: Golden Scissors Output (1)
"Okay, it's all right, everyone take off the good things on them. Dispose of the corpses so that there will be no more heresies. Leave quickly, I feel a little bad."

She glanced around worriedly, somehow, Zhang Shuman always felt something was wrong.He also thought of the memory obtained from the old monster Tianyue, if it was an elite disciple in the sect.Or the direct descendants of the family, usually leave a soul lamp.If it falls, it can be noticed immediately.

In addition, high-level monks have close blood relatives to themselves.If there is danger, it can also be sensed.

If you don't want to cause trouble, if you are chased by someone, handle the scene well.Eyes away quickly, is the best solution.

Catching the seriousness in Zhang Shuman's eyes, Tang Wu also thought of something.He helped everyone deal with the traces neatly, and at the same time put the body of the flying centipede into a blank storage bag.

"Jie Jie, the little baby is really smart."

In the dark, the old monster Heifeng stared at him with his spiritual sense from afar, and nodded approvingly.

At the same time, I also admire the boldness of Zhang Shuman and others.It's really rare to dare to fight with elite disciples of Lingyin Sect without blinking an eyelid.The shot was still so neat, and in the end he did not forget to counter robbery and wiped out everything on the opponent's body.

Even the corpses were not left for the old monsters of Lingyinzong. I don't know if the ancestor Ling Xiao would breathe fire in anger if he knew about it.This old monster has always been arrogant and proud, thinking that he is superior to others.She deserved it, she couldn't even protect her own daughter, and fell into the hands of a casual cultivator.

A schadenfreude flashed in his eyes, such an interesting girl.If it weren't for the fact that he agreed to the person, the old monster Black Wind couldn't bear to do it and wanted to accept his apprentice.

Zhang Shuman's premonition was right, when everyone left without a cup of tea.An old man in white robes stood on top of a colorful bull.Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a fairy coming down to earth.

After tracing all the way to the Broken Heart Mountain Range, the feeling of palpitation disappeared.Glancing at the clearly visible battlefield, Patriarch Ling Xiao pursed his lips in grief.Unexpectedly, her beloved daughter and her own disciples were all buried in this not-so-dangerous mountain range.

There are no bones left, and even the soul has not escaped, so why not make Ling Xiao's ancestor red-eyed.I can't wait to find out the murderer and tear my body into pieces.

Although the murderer could not be found, but with the cultivation base of ancestor Ling Xiao.It is still easy to find some clues from it.When he sensed the aura left by the real fire of Samadhi in the air, the murderous aura in Patriarch Ling Xiao's eyes became even stronger.

"No matter who it is, if you are found by this seat, you must die, and the nine clans will be buried with you."

The monstrous murderous aura caused countless low-level monsters in the mountains to fall to the ground unbearably.The worst thing was the cultivator who passed by inadvertently, because of the sudden burst of pressure from Patriarch Ling Xiao, he fell heavily from the midair in shock.

After sneezing a few times, Zhang Shuman felt a chill down his spine and felt like being weighed down.

And the fact is indeed the case, Samadhi True Fire is a flaw.You must know that in the entire continent, there are not many people who have this opportunity.In particular, Zhang Shuman made such a big commotion in Los Angeles a few days ago.Ancestor Ling Xiao only needs to inquire a little bit, and he can know all kinds of feats of Zhang Shuman.

"Hey, there seems to be a treasure map here, master, it seems to be the ruins of an ancient battlefield?"

Looking through the battle results in the storage bag, Hou Yuanbao was pleasantly surprised to find out.In addition to spirit stones and spirit pills, there is actually a mysterious treasure map hidden, and his eyes light up.

Excitedly handing over the mysterious parchment to Zhang Shuman, without any intention of hiding anything.

Treasure Map?
As soon as Hou Yuanbao's words came out, everyone was taken aback.Then they all glanced at the sheepskin scroll in Zhang Shuman's hand, wishing to stare at a hole.

Who doesn't like Youbao, especially Master Qingfeng who is never tired of greedy for money.He was even more excited than having been beaten with blood, his eyes were shining blue, and he wished he could grab the treasure map.Take a closer look and see if the picture is real.

"The ruins of the ancient battlefield? It looks real, but it seems to be only half of it?"

Tang Wu also glanced excitedly, then shook his head.

"Tang Wu is right, but only half of it. Wait, someone, is it strange that there are people living in this mountain?"

The divine sense suddenly and keenly saw something, and couldn't help being slightly stunned.In addition to the city, there are also small mountain villages hidden in the perilous mountains.Seeing the simple and happy villagers with spiritual sense made Zhang Shuman feel a little different.

"Someone, where is it?"

The innocent old man glanced curiously, but found no one.I completely forgot about the gap in cultivation, Zhang Shuman said someone.Not that someone is nearby, but miles away.

"It's just ahead, let's go, let's go and have a look, just find a place to stay."

Looking at the innocent old man with a misty face, Zhang Shuman deliberately didn't explain.Blessed with a lightness technique under his feet, he ran first.

After a while, everyone arrived at this small mountain that seemed to be indifferent to the outside world.When they got closer, everyone was surprised to find out.Although there are ordinary people in this village, their height is slightly different than ordinary people.It's like walking into a dwarf kingdom, where adult men and women are about one meter apart.

Some are even less than one meter, which is half the size of normal people.Moreover, each of them has dark skin and bright eyes.The arrival of Zhang Shuman and others quickly attracted the attention of the villagers.One after another, they cast their gazes and sized up the crowd.

Young children, turned into birds and beasts.Terrified, they hid behind the adults, or returned to their respective spaces.

"Everyone, be careful, there must be a demon if there is something different."

Looking at these short villagers, Zhang Shuman always felt that something was wrong.It seems that there is something she has neglected.

"Master, they are so strange, why are they all black and short?"

Chun Yu's eyes widened curiously, looking at these unusual villagers.

"Don't talk nonsense, everyone wait and see."

Interrupting Chun Yu and everyone's curiosity, Zhang Shuman tensed up, and his spiritual consciousness enveloped the whole village.But he was shocked to find that his consciousness seemed to have encountered some barrier and was blocked back.

His eyes sank, and Zhang Shuman was secretly startled by this weird vision.Don't dare to make mistakes rashly, so as not to cause unnecessary disasters.

At the same time, the villagers in this village also looked at Zhang Shuman and others vigilantly.At any rate, they were all natives of the Xinghai cultivation world, so they recognized Zhang Shuman and the others as cultivators at a glance.

There is no such thing as a village head here, but the elders are respected very much.Respect the oldest old man as Zhi, Zhi is an extremely wise old man.The height is no different from everyone else, and it is also extremely short, even less than one meter.The full head of Huafa is more than six hundred years old.

Even so, his spirit is no worse than anyone else's, and his eyes are bright.

(End of this chapter)